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“It should have been me,” he kept saying. “Why did he save me?”
At that moment, I felt like I was suffocating from heartache.
I couldn’t hold back anymore.
“I can donate my heart,” I pushed open the door and walked in. “My tissue type is a perfect match for Leo.”
Ryan jerked his head up.
“Are you crazy?” His voice was raspy. “You’ll die!”
I smiled at him and whispered in his ear: “Trust me, I have a superpower. I won’t die.”
He still didn’t agree, but I went ahead with the surgery behind his back.
Not only did I donate my heart, but also my liver and kidneys to a rich man’s daughter. The wealthy man transferred five million dollars to Ryan’s account.
Three days later, I woke up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Ryan keeping vigil by my bedside. He hadn’t slept for three whole days. Dark circles under his eyes, yet he stubbornly refused to leave.
“You’re awake,” his voice was hoarse as he carefully held my hand. “Does it hurt?”
It was the first time I had seen him so gentle.
Leo recovered quickly, and Ryan started visiting me in the hospital frequently.
He would peel apples for me, help me drink water, his gaze so focused it made my heart tremble.
Sometimes when I was asleep, I would feel someone gently kissing my forehead.
He began to tell me his stories, about the fun times training with Leo when they were young, about the rigorous tests in the special forces, and about how much he feared losing important people.
When he said these things, his eyes were gentle, but there was also something in them that I couldn’t quite understand.
Later, he proposed to me.
I nodded, tears streaming down my face. He kissed away the tears on my face and held me tight.
After that, I applied to join the SAR team as a contract nurse, so I could be by his side.
It was at this time that Bella was transferred back to the main team.
